EDIT: This chapter has been changed in order to make it better. It was annoying me at how awful it was, especially with this story's potential. Yes, I am back, even if for a little bit. Did you miss me? I've gotten much better, I promise you. Enjoy!

~Hinata


My 16th birthday was supposed to be something wonderful. It was supposed to be awesome! Sweet 16, right? Well, that's what I thought, anyway. I had my whole birthday party plans planned out. I was going to invite my friends Marluxia, Zexion, Larxene, and Demyx over and we would hang out in my room and play video games. After that, we would go to the movies and watch the latest horror movie. Then we would come back to the house and eat a bunch of cake and shit. And finally, when my mom went to bed, we'd sneak out of the house and use our fake I.D.s to buy us cigarrettes. We'd go to the park and smoke and play on the swings with no friggin adults to tell us what to do.

That's no where near how my birthday actually went, though. I woke up at 8 in the morning and got ready to start my day on a beautiful summer morning. AKA: My Birthday. After getting dressed, I walked down stairs and into the kitchen and smelt the wonderful smell of my mom's cooking. She was making my favorite: french toast.

"Good morning, sweetie." She said cheerfully as I sat down at the table. "Happy Birthday." She put a big present box down on the table in front of me and I already knew what it was. A PS3. I secretely saw it hiding in her closet a couple months back.

"Thanks, mom." I said while opening it to reveal exactly what I knew it was. A game also came with it. Grand Theft Auto IV: Episodes from Liberty City. That game was awesome!

"So," My mom said as she continued to make breakfast. The breakfast was big enough for 4 people instead of two like me and my mom. "I'm going to leave for the airport in a little bit. I'd like for you to not eat until I get back. I won't be gone long, okay?"

"Wait," I was confused. "Why are you going to the airport? What's going on?"

"Well," She started as she took her apron off. "Remember my friend, Cassandra? Well, she's coming into town today and I said that she could come and stay with us for a couple of days. She has a son now, you know? So, I was kinda wondering if-"

"No." I said simply well getting off my chair and taking my presents up to my room.

"Why not?" She whined as she followed me to the bottom of the stairs. "It's just for tonight, mainly. Her and I want to go out for a bit tonight."

"Mom," I sighed while turning to face her. "You really expect me to want to watch a little brat on the day that's most important to me?"

"Well..."

"No. That's final. I will not do it. Find someone else to watch the brat."

"I already told her that you would be happy to, so you're doing it." She was angry, and my mom is scary when she's angry.

"Fine, but why do you have to ruin everything for me?" I glared at her before going up to my room and slamming the door. I turned my music up loudly on the stereo system in my room. The song playing was "I'm Made of Wax Larry, What Are You Made Of?" By A Day To Remember. I put all the cords together and started up my PS3 and started playing my new game. At least I had my new game system to cheer me up.

After playing video games for a while, I got bored and turned it off and plopped down on my bed. My room was plain. There were a few band posters here and there but mainly it was boring. Very clean and boring. I heard a knock on my window and turned to see Demyx hanging from the tree branch by my window.

Opening the window, I asked, "What are you doing here, Dem?"

"I wanted to see the birthday boy." He said before climbing in. He plopped down on my bed and noticed the PS3. "Hey! Cool! A PS3! What games do you have?"

"Just one right now." I replied as Demyx turned the system on.

"Cool," He said. "Where's your mom at?" Demyx was my best friend in the whole world. We grew up together and everything. He was the only one I could really trust with almost everything.

"She went to the airport."

"What? Why?" He started playing Grand Theft Auto.

"She said her friend was coming into town and they're going to stay a few days here. She has a son and I have to babysit the brat while they go out tonight."

"Oh, bummer. If you want, I could stay here with you and help you watch the kid. How old is he?"

"I don't know. I forgot to ask."

Just then we heard the door open and a little kid scream happily.

"Probably very little." We said at the same time. Demyx paused his game and followed me down stairs to greet them. When we walked into the kitchen, mom was already heating up the food while this lady sat at the table with a little boy in her lap. He screamed excitedly when we walked in.

"Hi!" He yelled while sliding off of his mom's lap. "You have weird hair!" He squealed while pointing up at my hair. My hair was bright red. I didn't think it was weird. My mom's hair was about the same, just more faded.

"Uh...Thanks...?" I said, not really sure of what I should say to the kid. I didn't have any brothers or sisters so I really didn't know how to act around children.

"Roxas, don't be rude!" His mom said while pulling him back over to her. He had big blue eyes and short blonde spikey hair. His skin was pale and fair and he was really tiny.

"But it's true!" He whined when his mom made him sit back in her lap.

"Wow," She said when she looked up at me. "He really grew up. I remember him when he was Roxas' age." Which was 4 years old. I barely remembered her but I pretended like I did.

"Mom," I said while turning towards my mom. "I'm going to hang out with Demyx for a while, 'kay?"

"No," She started in a voice that pissed me off. "After we eat breakfast, Casandra and I are going to go out for a while. You just have to watch him for a few hours. We won't be long."

"Are you serious?" I sighed while face-palming.

"C'mon Axel," Demyx said while patting me on the back. "It shouldn't be that hard."

Two hours later and I was already annoyed with the whole babysitting bullshit. Roxas wanted to play with my PS3 and I told him no so he went off on a rampage and kicked me in the shin. I was about ready to kick his ass. He was lucky that he was a little kid. Very, very lucky.

"I can't stand this anymore!" I yelled out in annoyance. Roxas had just broke my ipod by throwing it in the toilet. Man, I was pissed!

"Axel, you need to calm down." Demyx said while patting me on the shoulder. "It could be worse."

"Worse?!" That totally made me explode." "Worse?! How could this be worse? Huh? Tell me, Demyx. I'm about to throw that fucking kid out of the window!"

"What does "fuck" mean?" Roxas said while walking into the kitchen and looking up at me with those big innocent eyes.

"Great!" I shouted. "Now I'm gonna get in even more trouble for teaching the kid how to cuss!"

"It doesn't mean anything." Demyx said while gently pushing Roxas out into the living room. "I'll put in Monsters Vs. Aliens for you, okay?"

"Okay!" Roxas agreed happily. A few minutes later, Demyx walked back into the kitchen and went to get a coke from the fridge.

"Want a sandwich?" I asked as I brought out the ingredients for a ham sandwhich. I didn't get the response I was expecting, though. When I turned to face Demyx, I was met with soft lips against mine. It was sweet, but also awkward to the point where it freaked me out a little.

"What the hell?" I questioned when he pulled away. "What's wrong with you, Dem?"

Demyx seemed to stare at me for a moment and I couldn't tell if he was being serious or if he was just joking around like he usually does. Once he grinned, I could tell he was just being dumb. "It was just to take your mind off of the kid." He said with a laugh. "You think that was serious? Dude, we're friends!" He was cracking up at this point. I was seriously about to slap him.

"That just made me even more pissed off." I said before turning back to make my sandwich. "Just for that, you ain't getting a sandwich."

"Aww!" Demyx pouted. "But I wants a sammich!"

"You're starting to sound like the brat." I sighed. I ended up making him a sandwich anyways.

"I want one." Roxas said. We turned to see him standing in the kitchen.

"How long have you been there?" I asked while I got more bread out for another sandwich.

"Since Demyx kissed you." He said simply. I almost spat out the sandwich in my mouth.

"You-You saw that?!" I asked as I turned to face the kid again. I could feel my face turn red. Great, now Roxas was probably going to tell my mom about it and she'd freak and never let me and Demyx hang out again.

"Yeah. I know that people only kiss when they're in love too." He stated as if he was the smartest kid in the whole world. "So that means that you and Demyx are in love. Is Demyx a girl...? Or are you...? 'Cuz I know for a fact that two boys can't be in love. That's just wrong. My mommy said so."

"Do you ever shut up?" I said while face-palming yet again. "We're not in love or anything. It was an accident so you better not tell my mom or your mom. I'm serious, okay?"

"What's in it for me?" He asked with a smirk on his cute little baby face. God, this kid was smart.

"A sandwich." I replied as I continued to make his sandwich.

"You'd have to make me one anyways." Roxas said. "I want a kiss too." That time, Demyx was the one to spit out his food.

"What?!" I questioned in more disbelief. This kid had to be joking!

"You heard me. I want one too. I want to know what it's like." For a four year old, this kid was pretty damn clever.

"Look," I said while bending down to get to eye-level with Roxas. "You don't want a kiss from me. You'd probably want to ask someone more...your age."

"Kiss me or else I'll tell!" He sang out in a mocking way.

"This is so embarrassing..." I muttered.

"Just do it. It's like kissing a family member. It's nothing really big." Demyx said while chugging down another coke.

I sighed and gave him a tiny peck on the lips, pretending as if he was my little brother (that I never wanted or had, for that matter). "There. Happy?"

"That was boring." Roxas said after a moment, crossing his arms. "I don't understand why grownups like that kind of thing so much."

"You're not a grownup, kid, and be glad you aren't. It's not all fun and games." Even though I wasn't a grownup, I would kill to be Roxas' age again. Being sixteen was already taking a toll on me and it hadn't even been one day.

"You're just a big poopy head!" Roxas yelled before going into the living room to finish his movie. I had Demyx bring him his sandwich because I couldn't stand to be near the brat any longer.


EDIT: See, if you read this chapter before. Not much has changed, except for the fact that Roxas tries to kiss Axel again. I thought that was way too much, especially with a four year old, so I just made it a family kiss because I felt like a creep. o.o Now, onward to edit chapter 2!

~Hinata